Synopsis~

Bad Boy, Ryder Davenport comes into Dina Fowlers life in the middle of her own personal hell. Still coming to terms with the death of her parents, she pushes everyone away. When she trusts the wrong man, putting her in a bad relationship she felt she couldn’t escape, Ryder comes along. Enjoying his play boy ways, fast cars, motorcycles and a new woman in his bed nightly, Ryder had no thoughts of settling down. That is, until he sees the damage a man can do when he meets a very broken Dina. He changes in hopes of one day being enough for her.

But, can she ever feel safe with a man again? Ryder has restored hundreds of classic cars can he restore Dina’s heart?

Excerpt~

Ryder

What
is this girls name again? Ah hell, she wants to feel special and I
can’t even manage to remember her name. Lauren, Lori, Laura,
something like that, I think. Brayden will find this entertaining
once we arrive at the restaurant. I text him to see if we can stop
by for introductions, he said sure thin. I am off to let some chick
meet my roommate and best friend. The things I do to get a new piece
of ass.

Girls
are raised with a misconception of prince charming coming to take
away all of their problems. Thing is, prince charming doesn’t
exist in real life, that is why they are in fairy tales. Like
Cinderella’s step sisters trying to make the shoe fit, women can’t
form men into a certain fit, the way they want. When it’s right,
the slipper will slide right on. Always remember it’s made of
glass so it must be handled with care. That is the reality of love
right there, when its right you still have to be gentle and take care
of it in all of its fragile states.

Add
to that the balance of Daddy/daughter relationships and men don’t
stand a chance. You will either find the Daddy’s girl who’s
first love is her Dad. These girls are confident. They are in no
rush to accept anything less than real emotion, real love because
their Dad gave them that security. The flip side to that are the
ones with Daddy issues. The woman whose dead beat Dad walked away
without teaching them real love; only abandonment. These girls are
usually easy and are just looking for a connection in any way they
can feel it. Even if it’s just a fleeting moment, a rush, they
want to feel love. After a few heartbreaks, they become real man
haters.

Either
way, from childhood, most little girl’s dream of the day they find
their forever in a man. This makes it easy for them to fall for the
many lines a hormone driven dude, such as myself, will give them.
They strive so much for that connection, that security, they will
believe just about anything you say. What they know to be a lie,
they convince themselves that they can change in you. Overcome the
bad boy, change the player into a one woman man, surely they can love
you enough to change you. Love conquers all, after all, that’s
what they are told from the time they are hosting pretend tea
parties.

I
am young still, not ready to be tied down or deal with the delicate
nature of love and a serious relationship. I do believe in love,
commitment, and forever. I just know that now is not the time in my
life for such seriousness. Until that day comes I want to taste the
variety of women that exist in my world.

I
have spent a week texting this chick, making her feel special. It’s
not enough though and she says she wants to meet my friends. Really
feel like she knows me. I love a challenge so fine you can meet my
friends.

We
walk into the restaurant where Brayden is having dinner with Maggie,
his girlfriend, and Dina her roommate. As soon as we enter I feel a
charge in the room. I see her sitting with them and I am immediately
consumed. She is a magnet drawing me over to her. Never have I felt
an instant pull to someone, like this.

Dina
is a downhome, gorgeous girl. Her makeup is subtle, with natural
looking hair, perhaps just some high lights she just carries a casual
comfortable look. To be honest, I would find her sexy in a paper
bag. She has on a black shirt that dips down just enough to hint at
her cleavage. She has curves, gorgeous curves in all the right
places. She is by no means a big girl, she is skinny, but with boobs
and ass that are definitely enough for a man to enjoy. Her flat
stomach is calling out for me to run my hand up it to cup her very
full breasts or down to her hips to slide around and scoop her
luscious ass. When she looks at me, I feel like she is looking
directly into my soul. The world seems to stop around us as I am
pulled into Dina and everything that is her.

After
we get beyond the hello’s some prick is manhandling my Dina out of
her seat. Whoa! My Dina, where did that come from? I don’t know
why, but my adrenaline and instinct are now in overdrive. I am
burning with fire coursing through my veins.

Before
any of us could react, they were gone. Maggie is crying as Brayden
is trying to quickly settle their check. The blonde with me is
grabbing at my arm. I shake her off, leaving her there as I climb in
Braydens car behind Maggie.

When
we arrive at the apartment, Brayden escorts Maggie inside. I stay
out front searching for the prick so I can shove him around a bit.
Adrenaline, anger, disgust, rage, and an emotion I can’t manage to
describe, all well up inside me.

Brayden
comes out almost immediately. The look on his face is horror and
pure hatred. My boy is a firecracker with a lit fuse about to blow.
The look on his face, his demeanor, it all sends me into overdrive.

Through
gritted teeth, Brayden says, “His name is Michael and he’s
roughed her up in the face. Maggie swears this is the first time. I
don’t give a shit. He needs to be taught a lesson.”

About
the Author

Chelsea
Camaron was born and raised in Coastal North Carolina. She currently
resides in Southern Louisiana with her husband and two children but
her heart is always Carolina day dreaming. Chelsea always wanted to
be a writer, but like most of us, let fear of the unknown grab a hold
of her dream; she realized that if she was going to tell her daughter
to go for her dreams, that it was time to follow her own advice.
Chelsea grew up turning wrenches alongside her father, and from that
grew her love for old muscle cars and Harley Davidson motorcycles,
which just so happened to inspired her ‘Daddy’s Girls’ series.
Her love for reading has sparked a new love for writing and she
currently has a few more projects in the works. When she is not
spending her days writing you can find her playing with her kids,
attending car shows, going on motorcycle rides on the back of her
husband’s Harley, snuggling down with her new favorite book or
watching any movie that Vin Diesel might happen to be in. She hates
being serious and is still a big kid at heart. She is a small town
country girl enjoying life and, Chelsea hopes that her readers
remember not to take life too seriously and to embrace your inner
five year old, because five year olds know how to enjoy the simple
things in life and how to always have fun.